PAGE TWO THE COLLEGIAN "For A Better Penn State" Established 1940. Successor to the Penn State Colleg (an, established 1904. and the Free Lance, established •mi. Published every Tuesday and Friday morning dur ing tlie regular College year by tire staff of the Dally Collegian of the Pennsylvania State College. Entered as I’econd class matter July 5, 1934, at the State College, Pa., Post Office under the act of March B, 1879. Subscriptions by mail at $1 a semester. Editor-In-Chief Business Manager Woodene Bell Mary Louise Davey Managing Editor Advertising Manager Peggie Weaver Rosemary Ghantous EDITORIAL STAFF News Editor .. Women’s Editor Feature Editor- Sports Editor .. Senior Board .. STAFF THIS ISSUE Managing Editor News Editor 1 Jerry Trumper Woman’s Doris Stowe Campus Beautiful? ■Each spring the College campus blossoms forth with signs such as “Help Keep the Campus Beau tiful, “Keep Off the Grass.” This grass would be green today, if you had gone another way,” and “Give the Grass a Chance.” Tribunal aids Grounds and Buildings in its seasonal campaign against campus beauty destroyers by forcing the harassed freshmen who violate customs to sling across their shoulders sandwich signs proclaim ing, in poetic style, the harm wrought by grass Walkers. Cabinet and other student bodies back the drives for a beautiful campus. During the winter semester, Penn Staters are • seldom troubled by having to keep off the grass. In fact, they rarely see this green vegetation, for State College customarily hibernates under a bed ’ (ding of snow for the winter season. When the snow falls it is the duty of the State College Bor ough Department to keep the Borpugh streets traversable. On campus, this job falls to the 'Grounds and Buildings departinent. When students and. faculty members returned from their Christmas recess, they discovered that several of the main campus were hidden under sheets of glass-like ice. Among these covered sites wa s the wide walk in front of Old Main, one of the most frequented spots on , campus. Professors and students alike excused the slippery side-walks, thinking that Grounds and Buildings had been vacationing, too. But, even three days after the rest of campus had gone back to work, the ice remained for hur rying feet to slip and. fall on. True, ashes were ■scattered in .many places.- But, these only work ed their way into the scurrying shoes. After sev eral days warm weather and rain, the ice melted and disappeared. Then the cinders remained to make the pathways rough and black. This black ness mars the beauty of the campus. Grounds: and Buildings receives the support of students and faculty members in its spring-time “Keep the Campus Beautiful Campaigns.” Is it asking too much to want that department’s aid in keeping a beautiful and comfortable campus • throughout the winter? —G.A.N. FREE DANCE TICKET FREE ORCHID CORSAGE Place Your' Corsage Order Now For The All-College Dance Being Held February. S. It' Order Is placed Before February 1, Name-Of Person Ordering Will Be placed In Lucky Box. Drawing To Be Made By Collegian Staff. Order NOW! BILL McMUILEN FLORIST 135 South Allen St. Gloria Nerenberg ... Patricia Turk Mervln Wilf George Sample Barbara Ingraham, Audrey Ryback Gwynneth Timmis Peggie Weaver. Caroline Manville AND To Lucky Name Drawn February Ist Penn Statements By PEGGIE WEAVER Have you seen the navy trainees with their class presents? Class days find them in their usual bell bottoms, but watch and you’ll see them blossoming out in their new uniforms like the proverbial kid, with his first pair of long trousers. The admissions' situation is really rough, isn’t it? But it can’t be denied that the decision reached on the priority system was a just and fair one. A sug gested solution is to erect signs at all entrances to State- College designating, “THIS WAY TO BUiCK NELL, THIS WAY TO PITTSBURGH, THIS WAY TO ALLEGHENY.” New Year's Eve Aftermath 'Professor Dengler’s 11 o’clock Greek Lit class sat with open mouths in their first class of the new year when the door opened and the head of a fa miliar prof peered in. The professor excused him self and stammered, “Something snapped in my mind. I have a class, but I don’t know where it is.” Bonafide Offer Then there’s the story of the coed who discov ered Sweetheart Soap’s amazing offer of beautiful silver-plated flatware for 30 cents per piece and 3 coupons. After complicated calculations, she fig ured that for $lO and 300 coupons she could fur nish her kitchen with a complete set of silverware. •Habitually a procrastinator, she vowed that she wasn’t going to put this off, so she wrote the letter, enclosed her coupon and 30 cents, and immediately mailed it. Enthusiastically she ran back to ac quaint her-sorority sisters with her find and urge them to cash in on the offer. One by one they sat down to write their letters, until one cynic, quietly reading the wrapper to find the catch, morbidly read from the finest print on the wrapper, <f This offer is not good on or after December 31/1942.” Classroom Pastime The nadir of whiling away lecture hours is Art Horting’s pastime in a journ class'in'Carnegie Hall. He committed himself to ,the gigantic task pf counting each hple in the soynd proofing on the ceiling. To tuck away in the corner .of your mind reserved to hold usdful facts, the number is 367,- 214. . With the new year only a week old, we want to wish everyone a happy , new year to beat all new years, and the heck .with the new year’s resolu- Mass Love Who was it who advocated legalizing bigamy? Maybe that’s the only answer to a bewildered student’s problems. It seems said .student finds himself engaged to two girls, one a hometown belle, the other a local attraction,, with the owner ship of a trailer in her advantage. The climax came last weekend when the hometown gal. ar rived on the scene. Undaunted, our hero enter tained both girls, ignoring the old adage pf three being a crowd. But even the trio didn’t make the derision, for our double fiancee is still weighing the merits of his future wives. THE COLLEGIAN Phone-2434 A Lean and Hungry Look Now that the Christmas-J'lew YCar vacation is just another hang over, once again students can settle down to study. Of course some in sipid soul may ask in naive innocence, *'What is study?” And to him I reply, ‘‘Study is what takes place when there, are no good movies in town and when the ’Skeller runs dry.” : ( So much for definitions. In this post-holiday atmosphere I notice, many returning veterans seeking admissions for next semester. Pass ing by Gal’s office I spied a number down on their hands and knees, and came to the conclusion that prayer was their only hope for readmittance. Looking into the matter a little further, I discov ered'that they were just demon starting to their benefactor the skills, acquired in arduous months of service, of making passes, and I’m not referring to relations with the opposite sex. While I was losing my house bill and my white shirt (which brought a fancy price when auc tioned off), another Penn State ex-GI came in to see Gal. The conversation ran something like this: Air Corps Hot Rock: Good to see you again, old boy. Please don’t shake my hand too vigor ously, I just had a manicure. Mr. Galbraith: My, you must have seen a lot of action over there just look at that chestful of decorations. Tell me something of your'experiences. Hot Rock: Yes, it was a bit try ing at times and very dangerous. The Jerries were very persistent, and did give us a bit of trouble. But I stood up very well under the strain, and these medals at test to my courage. tMr. Galbraith: Just What kind of work did you do? Pilot, navi gator, bombardier? - . Hot .Rock: Oh, nothing so os tentatious as that. I ha'd' a job that required a comprehensive know ledge of the alphabet. I. was a Coordinating officer. 'When' the boys would no out on a mission, I synchronize their watches. Very important'"job, you "Know. And then, when that .was done, I would bolster their morale toy saying, ‘‘Good, luck.” : ■ Mr. .Galbraith: 'And is that all you did? (Hot Rock: Heavens no. Waiting for-the planes’ to return was ciuite a nerve-racking task' Why, I had one experience I’ll never forgef. All the ships, were in except one carrying my best, buddy, and his Back In Mufti While the devastating 1944 hurribane raged about them, 8 Coast guardsmen and 30 attack dogs huddled 48 hours in a small shelter filled with depth charges on tiny Flemming Key, a man-made island off Key West, Florida. . . . i v With an altitude of only five feet at high tide,- Flemming Key ap peared to offer \ittle protection against' a tidal wave sweeping in upon .the island. Winds of over 100 miles per hour flattened any man who ventured out of the enclosure. One of. the .men isolated on that small speck of land was Chief. Special ist John J. Mace of the Coast Guard Dog Patrol. Spikes driven into the heavy wooden floor held apart the 30 dogs, trained to attack upon re lease. The men occupied a small corner where they listened to a small radio and operated the motor which generated light. The greatest danger ended when out lying shoals broke the force of the tidal wave. Even then the Key was almost inundated. As Flemming Key wss one of the largest naval magazines on the east coast, all kinds of ex plosives were stored there. In the hut where Mace and the group took refuge, there was a walk-in refrigerator in which frozen ni troglycerin was kept .inert. When the hurricane warning forced; the group to take refuge, they placed in the refrigerator a supply of canned meat, butter, milk, eggs, and oranges. When ever a man went into the refrig erator for a can of milk, he took care not to come out holding a can of “nitro.” Mace enlisted in 1942, patroled beach to prevent saboteurs from landing, then entered the dog reconnaissance- work with attack dogs for beach guard. In 1'943, John spent three months - in the Burma Theatre in experimental reconnaissance work with attack dogs. SALL TUESiBAY I£osPfPfG, JAIfUABY 8, lfl§6 was five hours overdue. I was worrying and worrying, refused eat and drink, except one snort of bourbon. Finally, the Bil 7 dove into sight, smoking and with two engines knocked out. I pass ed out from emotional fatigue. ’ Mr. Galbraith: What happened then? j iHot Rock: When I woke up I was lying in a hospital with my friend in the next bed. He was shot to hell, and had more flak in his body than flesh. The next thing I knew, a general came in and awarded me the DEC for “extreme mental anguish” and “worrying above and beyond the call of duty.” I was very proud of the sacrifice I had made. Mr. Galbraith: What about your buddy? Hot Rock:_ Oh, him? He got a purple heart" for his part in the action. Mr. Galbraith: the other ribbons? •Hot Rock: Allhough I am a very modest fellow, as you know, HI tell you. how I earned them. This one is the Air Medal. Every time the boys would complete five missions, I could add an oak leaf cluster to it. And some of those missions were tough. I know, I. wrote out reports on them. ” ’ ‘ ' ' f ■ Mv- Galbraith: I recognize your Gqqd Conduct medal,' but ! have hever seen one with' a cluster.' How come? ' Hot Rock: Well, I got that, for being an exceptionally good boy. you see, I went . through night skirmishes with the London -Pica dil'ly Commandos, unscathed. Quite an amazing feat, don’t'you think? I am sorry, .dear reader,, but I must omit the rest, .of t’lie ’LQhdph parable, -as, like .all good things "in life, it is either illegal, immoral or fattening. 1 ‘ • A graduate of York Higv School, John also attended the Harris burg Academy before enlisting. -Discharged in January 1945, . Mace entered the College that fall, en rolling in the pre-veterinarian course. From the Files Ten Years Ago Today: The feature attraction at the Cathaum tonight is “The Littlest Rebel” starring Shirley Temple. . In order to avoid an embarrass ing situation such as might result by the Old -Main clock striking nine or ten o’clock when the line, “It’s seven o’olock, time to go to bed’’ is spoken in the :“Pursuit of Happiness,” the Old Main bell will not ring from eight-thirty to. eleven o’clock Saturday night. i • It was recalled that'-during the playing of “The Devil’s Deciple” in which one of the' characters thundered “and they’ll hang you at seven” the tower bell pealed out distinctly ten o’clock. For rent—Single room in pri vate home directly across from Campus. Very reasonable. Mor ris’s Store or Phone 989. (Ed. note. Them days are gone for ever.) (Continued on page five) And what are - i $ $ J-t —CASSIUS. —FRANK D. DAVIS Rentals
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